（98）和煦的太阳，晒得大地暖洋洋的，医疗队又在山路上行进。小郡边走边哼起了一支歌：“我们都是神枪手，每一颗子弹消灭一个仇敌！我们都是飞行军，哪怕山高水又深……”

(98) Under the warm, gentle sun, the medical team marched along the mountain paths once more. Xiao Shao hummed a Guerrilla Song as he walked: “We are all sharpshooters bold, each bullet strikes, each foe we fold! We are the troops that fly with speed, Through mountains high and river’s deep! …”